*Satvi Pov*

“I don’t have a need to tell you anything.” he said, frowning a little and moved away towards his side of the bed.

“Why? Did she think you as a beast, the devil or something?” I asked him curiously feeling his hesitation.

“You don’t know anything about her.” he replied coldly, making me feel guilty by the choice of words I used.

“I am sorry. That is out of my line and that too for a deceased person.” I mumbled fidgeting with my hands hoping I didn’t cross too much.

“Don’t sweat it!” he said, laying on the bed.

“But still tell me something or anything about her.”...